Chapter 102 Cultivation Female Cannon Fodder 23



Qianjinlou.

Rong Shu leaned lazily against the golden chair in the palace, her blue robe loosely draped over her shoulders. She toyed with a cup of tea that had long since gone cold, her eyes half-closed for a long time.

The look in Jiang Fei's eyes when he woke up from his coma echoed in his mind again and again.

Her eyes were focused and enthusiastic.

This look was familiar; she had looked at him the same way when Xin Qi came to him for the Blood Pact Golden Elixir.

Even later, when he descended the cliff in his mortal form to retrieve the immortal herb for Yun Wunian, it was the same thing.

But she had never looked at him like that before.

Although he knew it was the effect of the Forgetfulness Pill, when he met her overly bright eyes, he still had the illusion that she was looking at the only one in his life.

“Heh…” Rong Shu chuckled softly, and he had to admit that he was quite pleased.

A lively person who is focused solely on himself is indeed much more interesting than a puppet that can be manipulated by others.

The tea in her hand had cooled down. Rong Shu lowered her eyes and looked at the clear tea, her fingers lightly tapping the cup.

The tea, which had already cooled down, began to gradually steam until it boiled and churned, scalding hot.

Rong Shu was still holding the teacup. Even at this moment, his fingers were still cold, and his senses were dulled compared to those of ordinary people.

Rong Shu's smile gradually faded, and her expression became inscrutable.

It's been too long since I felt like a human being.

The teacup in his hand gradually tilted, and the scalding hot tea dripped down the side of the cup onto the back of his hand...

"What are you doing?" a woman suddenly shouted from the side.

Rong Shu paused, holding the teacup. Before he could even look up, everything went dark, and a white figure flashed by. Jiang Fei had already walked up to him, snatched the teacup away, and the hot tea sloshed around, spilling a lot onto the back of her hand.

"It's so hot!" Jiang Fei exclaimed softly, quickly putting down the teacup and complaining softly, "What are you doing? Holding such hot tea and not letting go, and even pouring it on the back of your hand? If you get burned, I'm afraid..."

Her voice abruptly stopped, as if she suddenly realized that she was too close to Rong Shu and that this was inappropriate, so she took a small half step back.

Rong Shu's hand remained in the position of holding the teacup, but his expression grew increasingly dark and gloomy. His body was already cold, and without human body temperature, he naturally could not feel the burning sensation.

After a long while, he lowered his eyes, his gaze sweeping over her scalded, red hand, and raised an eyebrow slightly, saying, "Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Fei suddenly came to her senses: "I'm sorry, I haven't thanked Lord Rong for letting me stay here yet. Just now, I don't know why, I rushed up here so rashly." As she spoke, she lowered her head slightly, "Is Lord Rong's hand alright?"

Rong Shu sat up and finally looked up, but her expression tightened slightly when she saw the worry in her eyes.

This is Jiang Fei...

Are you that concerned about him?

Could the Forgetfulness Pill really change a person to such an extent?

“Miss Jiang has just woken up and should rest well,” Rong Shu said with a light smile, probing. “Last time we met in the building, Miss Jiang was still seeking the Blood Pact Golden Pill. I didn’t expect that on my trip to the human realm, I would pass by a wedding banquet and meet Miss Jiang again. Such a coincidence, it is only right that we keep Miss Jiang here.”

After saying that, he stared intently at Jiang Fei's brow.

Although a person who takes the Forgetfulness Pill will forget their past deep affections, when they recall the person who moved their heart, their heart will not be stirred, but the Forgetfulness Pill will cause a slight ripple.

As the last person to feed the pill with his own blood, he could naturally detect even the slightest movement of the Forgetfulness Pill.

Jiang Fei's expression remained unchanged, but she couldn't help but groan inwardly. Was Rong Shu testing her reaction to Xin Qi and Yun Wunian?

After all, seeking the blood oath elixir is for Xin Qi; the wedding banquet is for Tong Yun Wu Nian to become husband and wife.

She met Rong Shu's gaze calmly and said, "I still have to thank Lord Rong for giving me a place to stay."

Rong Shu lowered his eyes. He could feel the Forgetfulness Pill subtly moving. It seemed that she had indeed had feelings for those two people, but now she had truly forgotten them because of the Forgetfulness Pill.

“Miss Jiang, you’re too kind,” Rong Shu smiled, glancing at the burning red on the back of her hand. “I’ll have someone prepare some medicinal herbs and send them to you later.”

Jiang Fei smiled at him: "Thank you, Master."

After saying that, he showed no intention of leaving, but just stood there hesitantly.

"Is there anything else, Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Fei pursed her lips and nodded: "When Lord Rong rescued me here, did you see any other people at the wedding banquet?"

Rong Shu raised an eyebrow: "Xin Qi?"

Jiang Fei quickly shook her head: "No."

"Is that the Immortal Venerable Yun Jue, who has already completed his tribulation and returned to Wunian Mountain?"

Jiang Fei shook his head again, and smiled faintly: "One of them is a powerful demon, and the other is a high and mighty immortal. It's not my place to worry about them. I'm just afraid that they might accidentally hurt others..."

At this point, Jiang Fei paused, then added, "He was a man dressed in blue."

Rong Shu's fingers, which were casually tapping the side of the chair, froze. He never expected that Jiang Fei would ask him.

"I didn't know that person was Miss Jiang..."

Jiang Fei was silent for a moment, as if she had thought of something. Her eyes were momentarily dazed, and then she lowered her eyes and smiled slightly: "That young master once saved my life."

“Miss Jiang…” Rong Shu wanted to say something more, but suddenly stopped.

He had just clearly noticed that the Forgetfulness Pill had subtly moved when Jiang Fei spoke of him.

Did Jiang Fei ever have feelings for him?

For some reason, I thought of that night on the cliff, when she held him, her warm body gradually transferring to his, and that kiss that wasn't quite a kiss, but was mixed with the smell of blood...

But if that were truly the case, why would she be moved by Xin Qi and Yun Wunian?

A love-binding spell!

Rong Shu's expression tightened slightly. Jiang Fei had been afflicted by the Love-Locking Curse, which destined him to be entangled only with the other party under the curse. Now that Yun Wunian's physical body in the human realm had died, the Love-Locking Curse had also disappeared.

So, Jiang Fei remembered that night very clearly?

However, when she met her calm and unwavering eyes as she recalled the past, Rong Shu suddenly came to her senses. So what if she had been moved? Now she had completely forgotten all her past feelings.

That night at the foot of the cliff is now nothing more than a tasteless memory for her.

Rong Shu pursed her lips, slowly stood up and walked to Jiang Fei. She noticed that Jiang Fei's expression became unnatural as he approached, his ears turned slightly red, his eyelashes trembled, and his voice softened: "Lord Rong?"

Rong Shu continued walking: "He's alright."

"Huh?" Jiang Fei looked up at him, puzzled, then suddenly realized what he meant and breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Lord Rong."

Rong Shu had already walked up to her, and even though they were half a person's distance apart, he could almost feel the warmth emanating from her.

Jiang Fei's gaze shifted uncomfortably: "Please, Lord Rong, don't burn yourself again in the future..."

Before she could finish speaking, Rong Shu reached out and took her hand.

Jiang Fei's cheeks flushed slightly, but the icy temperature of his body jolted her back to reality: "How could this be..."

"Cool?" Rong Shu smiled.

Jiang Fei pursed her lips, nodded slightly, and a hint of worry lingered in her eyes.

Rong Shu lowered her eyes: "It has always been like this."

Even though she had just held a scalding hot teacup, it was still to no avail. But touching her warm, vibrant spirit body was like a continuous source of heat. Rong Shu gently stroked the back of her hand, and the icy touch of her fingertips felt a rare warmth from her body.

"How could that be?" Jiang Fei asked in surprise. "Didn't you feel any warmth?"

Rong Shuben paused slightly while stroking Jiang Fei's hand: "Aren't you feeling it right now?"

Jiang Fei's ears suddenly burned, and her fingers twitched, but she didn't pull her hand away. Then, as if remembering something, she frowned slightly and murmured, "It seems that Young Master Rong also..."

Rong Shu narrowed her eyes: "Hmm?" Could it be that she had noticed something?

"Perhaps Young Master Rong was just injured at the time. I must be overthinking it." Jiang Fei looked up and smiled.

Then I noticed that the back of my hand was warm.

She looked down and saw that the burn on the back of her hand was healing at a visible speed, and in no time, it was completely healed.

"Young Master Rong?" Jiang Fei looked at him with surprise.

Rong Shu released her hand, nodded and smiled: "You're welcome." It wouldn't be good to hurt such a fine spirit body.

Jiang Fei looked at him intently, then reached out and grabbed his hand. Before Rong Shu could react, she had already let go: "Don't hold the hot tea anymore. The tea is scalding hot. Even though your body is cool, your hands are still red from the heat."

After saying that, she glanced at him quickly, then turned and left.

Rong Shu remained standing in the same spot, squinting as she looked in the direction where she had disappeared. After a long while, she looked down at her bright red palm.

That night, the image of her taking off her inner garment and holding him just to ward off the cold resurfaced in my mind.

It must be said that she truly acted like a "good medicine" that night.

A medicine specially made for him.

Just then, a guard burst in from outside the hall: "Master, there are many people outside offering treasures and requesting an audience. Would you like to see them?"

Rong Shu raised an eyebrow: "Alright." Just as the guard was about to turn around and invite someone over, Rong Shu added: "Go and ask if anyone, besides those pearls, gold, and spirit stones, is willing to sell their life or heart to me. Just say that I'm tired of those treasures and want to see something new."

The guard was taken aback, but quickly nodded in agreement.

Rong Shu remained in the palace, waiting lazily, but as night deepened, no one came.

Rong Shu casually picked up the luminous pearl on the stone table and played with it at will. Sure enough, no one was willing to entrust their life to him.

But Jiang Fei is willing to risk his life for others time and time again.

Even during that fall off the cliff, she embraced him without hesitation and fell with him.

However, he fears he will never know what she was thinking when she fell off the cliff with him, after all, she had already taken the pill of forgetfulness...

"OP!"

The guard's voice interrupted Rong Shu's thoughts.

He shook his head and gave a sarcastic laugh: "What is it?"

The guard said, "Miss Jiang requests your presence."

Rong Shu frowned: "Miss Jiang?"

"yes."

Rong Shu pondered for a moment, then chuckled softly. It wouldn't hurt to take a look; after all, it was a rare spiritual entity. He had always been very fond of the treasures in the building.

Jiang Fei lived in a hall behind Qianjin Tower. At this moment, the door was tightly closed, but the room was brightly lit with shadowy lights.

Rong Shu raised an eyebrow. When did his dark palace become so bright?

He pushed open the door and was about to go in when he was suddenly struck by the bright light. The huge hall was as bright as day, with candles and charcoal burning together, casting a red glow all around.

Jiang Fei's white clothes were also stained with a layer of crimson.

"Miss Jiang..."

Before Rong Shu could speak, Jiang Fei had already run up to him, a few beads of sweat glistening on her nose: "How are you? Are you still cold like this?"

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